“Cream my jeans” is the term used in the song “Highschool Confidential.”

The only excuse for not knowing the song is being too damned young to remember it. And NO, not being Canadian is no excuse, ‘coz the song was also a huge hit in the States.

And SERIOUSLY, the song fuckin’ ROCKS.

Go listen to it RIGHT NOW.

For those of you who know the song, will know I am right, and that it’s been too long since you’ve listened to it.
For those of you who do NOT know the song, well… Consider yourself being pushed into a chair and full-on headphones placed on your ears by those of us who do.
Nope– shh! Thank us when the song is over.

Can’t speak to Spike’s exact reasoning, but it’s like Bella falling down constantly. It’s proof to Patti that he needs some one to protect/nurture/mother him because he can barely function in the real world.

I predict that the freckles/port wine diad in Ben’s storyline will come to parallel the idea, set forth in “The Screwtape Letters,” of an Angelic Ideal Paramour and the Diabolical Ideal Paramour. In Ben’s case, one will make him want to keep his life stable and grounded and responsible by calming him down and lending him a much-needed sense of proportion (by which I mean ‘sense that life is ridiculous but tolerable’.) The other will feed him megalomania-inducing praise and crazygirl sex in order to entice him to a spectacular self destruction, PATTI.

Where does Curio fit into that equation, though? She was flirting rather heavily when she met him, I think. So, that’s one girl that Ben is interested in rather vaguely, and two girls that would probably be comfortable working together to corner Ben in a threesome.

I admit to being slightly baffled. Is she just getting hot because he’s using a chair to reach something? If so, I remain baffled. He’s just a short person making do. At least he had a chair to snag. I have to climb the shelves at my library and grocery store. -_-

I’m getting flashback to high school too, but mostly because I’m kinda like Ben. My high school locker proved a bit problematic because I’m just over 5 feet, and it was a full-size locker. My locker had a shelf that was too high for me to see what was on it. I could reach the shelf and put stuff there… I just couldn’t see what I put there, if it wasn’t on the very edge. To see what was there, I had to kinda step into my locker, on my tiptoes, and hold on to the shelf. My friends found it amusing.

Does Patti go over and say something (intelligible or otherwise)
OR
does she let her heart walk out of the shop door with Ben.

I’m thinking given how she was just gushed over his writing to Valentine, and how she promptly dashed off when she first encountered Ben at the store front, she won’t be able to get a word out in front of him.

I lay a bet that he’ll start to walk out the door — or come up and buy something — and she’ll get up the nerve to stammer out something, which will then snowball into an absolute babble of combined worship, “sign my book,” and “let me run your life” stuff. Meanwhile, Val will be near-dying with hysterics. As will we readers. ;D

I’m sure that Ben’s life, run by Patti, would be perfectly acceptable! …for Patti. The question, of course, is whether it would also be acceptable to Ben, who seems a bit vulnerable to being steamrollered at times.

Then with her inevitable stalking she’ll find out that Ben’s closest friends include a domineering giant of a woman, a big black man, and an idiot savant. The only way this will ever get better for her is if Ben becomes inflicted with tetriplegia and crotch rot.

I have this exact same… fetish? Preference? Maybe it’s more mainstream because I’m a straight man, but it’s like a sexy knife to the heart when a cute girl has to stand on her tiptoes to reach something